"Good afternoon for all the audiences in front of the screen. This is the 56th outdoor interview topic of the "Small Island Documentary" program. I am Kojima Kurago." Kojima's face had a slightly stiff official smile. "This issue's column is broadcasted by the honorary title of the Herb Essence Toothpaste 'Swordsman' brand. Herb Essence takes care of you every day."

The lines were a little boring, but he didn't care at all, because he didn't have much commission at all. After all, the party in the advertising agency was stingy, and those poor advertising fees would not be left for him after the TV station's exploitation.

Oiya, who was on the side, was used to it. He just carried the camera and pointed it at Kojima Kurago, and his other hand made a "ok" gesture, indicating that Kojima could continue with confidence.

In front of the island is a simulative light screen. The projection of the light screen is emitted by the watch, but it does not move with the movement of the watch, but is only constant at about forty centimeters on the island's chest.

It is a multi-function display board, but the other functions such as detecting network speed, calculating screen stability, etc. are not critical. The most important thing is the number of viewers displayed on the board and the public barrage.

By the way, there is also the retention rate of the audience.

Kojima Kurago glanced at him and as he started broadcasting, about 300 people entered the live broadcast room, but after he read the advertising slogans, only 158 people were left.

One hundred and fifty-eight?

He was stunned for a moment. According to past experience, there should be only 150 people left. Those 150 people are almost regular visitors to his program. They will basically be present when the broadcast begins, but now there are eight more people.

Um?

I'm going to be popular?

"Now I'm at the entrance of a hospital, and our street interview today will start from here." Kojima said quickly while standing in front of the camera. The corner of his mouth raised slightly, indicating that he was in a good mood at the moment, but he deliberately suppressed his joy and turned to a mysterious meaning. He elongated his tone, "And our first interviewee was-"

At the same time, photographer Da Yan also turned the camera extremely well and pointed the lens at Jiang Shu at the end of the hospital corridor.

At this moment, he was looking at something on the window in front of him, thinking about something calmly.

Wearing the classic makeup of a magician, the black suit and white shirt look more formal, but the black suit jacket is made of the tweed material, which looks rough and completely different from the exquisite business suit. Therefore, the changes in the material make Jiang Shu look more casual and comfortable.

This angle is very good. The sunlight shines through the window on Jiang Shu's body. The golden strokes make his whole body elegant temperament suddenly rise up. The photographer Da Yan even suspected that the magician chose this place and this angle because he knew they were shooting.

He was amazed and set the screenshot as the cover of this episode.

"That's right, the magician Mr. Jiang Shu." Kojima continued, his voice outside the live broadcast screen, but just listening to this voice can imagine his expectation at this moment, "It is the man who foresaw his past and present lives, cut his shadow, controlled the cards as he pleased, opened the door to hell, completed complete invisibility, controlled the monsters in the heart, and controlled the thunder, the man who lived in various legends in the lonely city!"

"And today, we may be able to face this legend." Kojima Furuo's voice was filled with a sense of heaviness, as if he was really telling an epic.

Not to mention anything else, this line is passionate and rational and orderly, and the final introduction also gives this interview a sense of excellent expectation, showing Kojima's solid foundation as a professional.

But it was quite exciting. Kojima Kurago was still a little nervous and uneasy at this time. He had already said all of this. What if Jiang Shu was too lazy to pay attention to their interview later?

As he thought about it, Kojima Kurago's pace suddenly stopped, and he felt a little regret, regretting that he had said too early.

He looked at the simulative light screen in front of him, with the barrage of the audience.

As he finished speaking the introduction words, the number of viewers instantly reached more than a thousand people, and the barrage was swiftly swiftly.

"Damn Jiang Shu? That's really Jiang Shu?"

"Yes, yes, that's what Jiang Shu is like. Didn't he say he murdered two days ago? He is also in District 5."

"The murder is fake, and the Dicks' people are not dead."

"Can Jiang Shu be invited to this show as a guest? It's terrible."

"But any of you can recognize where this hospital is? I look familiar."

"Of course I look familiar, every hospital in District 5 looks like this."

While these barrage continue to flood the screen, the number of viewers also grew rapidly, reaching three or four thousand in just a dozen seconds. This was something Kojima Kurago dared not think of at all.

His program was only watched online at its peak, and this was the result of the TV station giving some traffic at that time.

So Kojima Kurago's steps moved away again, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

What if Jiang Shu refuses the interview?

What else can I do?

Let’s talk about it then. At the worst, it’s going to be a mess. Is there any worse situation than before?

Moreover, judging from the occasional reputation of Jiang Shu, he is a very easy person to talk to. As long as he explains his purpose, he may easily interview him.

Thinking of this, Kojima Kurago seemed to have found the motivation to move forward, so he walked towards Jiang Shu, but when he was only six or seven meters away from Jiang Shu, he suddenly stopped again.

Because he saw the barrage.

"What is Jiang Shu doing?"

"It seems like I'm watching some bug."

"There are some dead flies in front of him?"

"Yes, it's a fly. The bottle on the window ridge is a flies-killing aroma. The smoke emitted from it will kill the fly, but it will definitely not harm the human body at all. Instead, it will bring a little fragrance to people."

"Why is the one in front so clear? Could it be..."

"Yes, I just brought this product, it's really easy to use. Fly-killing Aromatherapy is a sure 'Xianglijing' brand!"

"Stop Xiaodao and see what Jiang Shu is going to do! Maybe he has discovered you and wants to give you a surprise!"

Kojima Furuo stopped when he saw the last barrage, but he also looked at the barrage one by one. It was the first time he saw this kind of barrage, which was a bit novel.

Logically speaking, the person who brought goods should have been banned, but he did not enable his own permissions.

Xiaodao gave a wink at Dayan behind him, and Dayan also understood. He moved closer to the camera so that the audience could see clearly what Jiang Shu was doing now.

Although it is very suspicious of secret photography, it is time to go to the scene.

This effect similar to live broadcast candid shooting also allows viewers who see this show to feel a brand new experience, a voyeuristic and amazing feeling.

"It's just a photo without someone's permission? What's the difference between it and paparazzi?"

"Indeed, public figures also have privacy rights and need to go up and apologize."

"1, but it's better to apologize to the magician after the filming."

"Agree with the previous one."

Some people also argue that this is completely immoral, but although such barrage was echoed by the audience, no one asked Kojima Kurago to stop such a live broadcast.

Jiang Shu in the camera did not seem to have noticed the secret shot. He stared at the dead flies in front of him with bright eyes, frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Xiaodao glanced at the barrage, and he didn't understand what Jiang Shu wanted to do at this time.

“???”

"What do you think of flies? Magicians hate flies, too?"

"Maybe it is."

"The last time I saw someone who likes to watch flies so much was the last time."

At this time, Jiang Shu suddenly moved. He stretched out one hand and spread his palm upwards in front of his mouth, then blew a breath towards the flies in front of him.

It was vaguely seen that something crystal clear appeared in the air.

Then Jiang Shu reached out and grabbed something casually in the air, and gently put it into the pile of flies in front of him, as if he was still muttering something in his mouth.

The expression on Kojima Kurago's face became even more strange. Fortunately, the camera was not taking pictures of his face at this time.

This magician...

What do you want to do?

What about putting this approach?

What kind of evil wizard are you?

The questions on the barrage also seemed to raise the doubts in his heart.

“What is this doing?”

"Do you want to save the flies? Let them stop being flies in the next life?"

"Have you noticed it? I found that the magician's mouth was moving. He wasn't chanting any spell, right?"

However, Jiang Shu by the window had no idea about the barrage of heated discussions in these programs. He was still looking at the pile of dead flies, with a little nervous expression on his face and a bit of expectation mixed with.

Suddenly, several of the dead flies moved.

First move, then gently rub your front paws, as if you were executing some kind of wake-up program.

Soon, the first fly woke up, and it shook its wings and flew away staggeringly.

Then there was the second one, the third one...

Finally, all the dead flies on the window ridge were resurrected and flew again in the hospital corridor. It seemed that because these flies were resurrected by this window, the density of flies in this area was astonishingly high.

"..." Kojima Kurago was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He felt that the scene in front of him was a bit beyond the scope of human understanding.

The barrage of the show was instantly detonated. Now as many as 5,000 people have watched it online at the same time, and these 5,000 people have almost all the same "???" on the public screen.

"Damn me? The fly is resurrected?"

“?????”

"What did I see? Are you getting it wrong?"

"The one in front, your flies-killing aromatherapy is not fake, right?"

"Personality guarantee, every fly that my family's aromatherapy has permeated is dead!"

In just one minute, the number of viewers suddenly doubled, and the number of barrage and popularity produced an extremely terrifying explosive growth.
To be continued...